I finished The Portrait of a Lady a few days ago and would really love to be working on my final post. But, you see, my cat Maxwell is busy using it as a pillow. So I can’t because we don’t move Maxwell when he’s resting (because the cats are in charge around here, especially this one).
Postcards From Purgatory 
Is he drooling? Emma drools too, but only when she purrs. Does Henry James make Maxwell purr?
He isn’t a big drooler, actually. And these days Maxwell purrs constantly. More on the cause of that later. One more blood test to run tomorrow before I have his mysterious weight loss figured out.
Also, this photo looks as if it were taken on the set of Long Day’s Journey Into Night. Which I think I am about to mention on Facebook.
Didn’t they drink whisky in Long Day’s Journey Into Night? Because that glass had gin in it.
Yes, they drank whiskey, but I think the effect is the same.
My dad does always say that you have to be a real alcoholic to drink gin.